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Chapter 230 Hey, in the name of Zhou Cheng, I wish you no

Chapter 230 Hehe, I wish you no one in the name of Zhou Cheng

Zhou Cheng clapped his hands, looked at the river that flowed eastward with a smile, and said with a point of view: "Hehe, uncle is here, uncle is here too!"

Someone jumped into the river. Although no one saw that Zhou Cheng pushed it down, it still attracted a lot of people to watch. The police also came and asked most of the witnesses, and they all said strangely that it was the man who jumped down by himself. The police were lazy and did not take Zhou Cheng back to take the transcript. They just asked several witnesses, including him, to sign a letter on the spot, and then asked the Minjiang Water Police Department to organize the salvage.

It's actually very simple. Zhou Cheng just used a small trick, which is basically something that people who practice Taoism know. How can others see what is true and what is false? As for salvage, Zhou Cheng smiled. Needless to mention the turbulent river water, the prodigal son who splashed rice high, even he knew clearly that it would be impossible to salvage it.

Looking at the rolling traffic coming and going beside him, and the train passing by on the one-way railway bridge that was hanging high with the river, Zhou Cheng felt that life had never been so real!

"Good back!" Zhou Cheng could feel that this was 100% the world he had traveled through time. Of course, some changes were certain, such as the myth history that could almost be said to have been shaped and changed by him, and it was a world of difference from the myth before traveling through time.

Can you create myth again? Can you create myth again? Hongjun, who is the highest in heaven and earth, can you surpass it?

It’s not that Zhou Cheng has obsession, but many times, existence is reasonable, and Zhou Cheng just makes his existence more pursuing and more reasonable.

Did you do it right or wrong? Zhou Cheng has never been so suspicious. He did it after doing it. As long as he feels happy and makes most people happy, Zhou Cheng is successful.

The weather is good today, and it is still my favorite blue sky and white clouds. Thinking about my childhood wishes in this life, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but feel ridiculous. In the past, I thought of conquering the blue sky, flying freely, chasing the clouds and the moon, but those billions of years of glorious years seemed to have been wasted without realizing it.

"It's better for mortals! At least you know how to cherish it!" Zhou Chengying sighed at his past life and was also looking forward to his future. The way is at your feet. If you walk right, it will be a matter of time sooner or later. How to walk, whether to enjoy walking or to walk with all your boundaries, Zhou Cheng chose the path of his will without hesitation.

"Damn!" Zhou Cheng couldn't help but curse. He suddenly felt that although he had no loss in memory or something, his words with Hongjun in the void before traveling through time allowed his strength to be harmonious to the stage of God Transformation. Fortunately, he laid the groundwork in advance, otherwise those techniques that were originally instinctive would not be able to learn. As for the Tao, in Hongjun's words, they would not be imprisoned or opened.

At this time, Zhou Cheng's Taoist practice was like being turned into a communicator, which was not blocked, but was harmonious.

"Teacher misled me!" Zhou Cheng sat on the bridge guard pier and stared at Jiang Shui for a long time, but he said to himself in a flash: "I am really pretentious. The mistake at this time is just for the gains of the future. Moreover, in this era, it is not a mythical era where the immortals are not as good as a dog, and the immortals are everywhere. I am already the superman among the superman."

Zhou Cheng still figured it out. The size of the fist is not based on the diameter and size, but on the size of the fist of the opponent. Moreover, in the early stage of his incarnation, he was an enhanced version of the saint Taoist practice, an immortal and powerful version of the God Transformation Period.

"You can't be too mature in life!"

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but laugh at himself. After all the obsessions in the heart of Tao, he naturally benefited a lot. He felt a throbbing in his soul and couldn't help but secretly rejoice. This is OK? A small enlightenment will actually make small progress, which is not easy.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers!... The United States released the 2009 China Human Rights Report...Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, and China is once again accused of being on the xx issue..."

Zhou Chengxun looked at him and saw a newspaper boy selling newspapers. Many passers-by hurriedly ran to buy one, and some people stopped the car and ran to grab one. However, the general reaction was that after reading it for a while, they threw the newspaper into the trash can with curses!

Seeing that the Chinese people looked extremely angry but had nowhere to vent, Zhou Cheng felt very uncomfortable. It seemed that he had to do a lot. One of them was to make the Chinese people stronger and confident, so that the Chinese nation could represent the earth, the human race, and be the orthodox people.

It's very difficult? Yes, even when Zhou Cheng was a saint, the human race was not so powerful and invincible, or even weak, but Zhou Cheng would not care so much anymore this time. What he had to do not only make the Chinese more powerful, but also make the Chinese nation stronger.

If someone stood up and accuse Zhou Cheng of being biased at this time, Zhou Cheng would proudly tell him, Damn, I am a saint, I am still a Chinese.

"Those who violate the power of China will be punished even if they are far away!" "Those who violate the power of China will be punished even if they are far away..."

A middle school student took the lead in raising his arms and waved his arms, and the rest of the passers-by were all infected by the atmosphere and shouted in unison. For a moment, the crowd was excited, but soon after, they all dispersed. What was left was a child counting money happily. Zhou Cheng guessed that he should be thinking that if he made more money today, he could buy something delicious!

Chinese people have never lacked heroes, they only lack a sense of confidence and a kind of self-improvement; Chinese people do not lack the soul of a united nation, but there are also many people, mostly indifferent and numb!

"Can you change all this?" Zhou Cheng couldn't help asking. If he was still a saint, he could forcefully change the status of the people, but if he could not change the national soul of the people, strength could not change the cultural essence of a nation. Violence could not solve everything. Zhou Cheng still needs to do a lot.

Be a good person and become self-reliant, and make the Chinese people stronger. I think that I am still a saint all day long, so I feel tired! Zhou Cheng is so happy when he thinks about it!

Zhou Cheng stood up from the bridge guard pier and shouted at the rushing river water: "I have me in China!..." After roaring, he slapped the dome stone on the bridge guard pier, and then hummed a song comfortably towards the next place.

Looking at Zhou Cheng's back as he left, a woman holding the child next to him couldn't help but look at him with some vigilance. The child at his feet broke away from her hand, ran over and stood where Zhou Cheng had just stood, looked hard under the bridge, turned around and said to his mother, "Mom, that uncle seems crazy!"

The woman hurried over and pulled her daughter, afraid that she would fall, but her left hand accidentally touched the dome stone on the bridge guard pier that was slapped by Zhou Cheng.

"That uncle is not crazy, baby, maybe we have witnessed a hero's declaration!"

The woman looked at the stone powder full of her hands, and the stone powder still emitted a little heat in her palm. She looked at the stone stone on the bridge guard pier. When she was hit by her, the stone powder floating in the sky was blown by the wind. She was not surprised, but there was a lot of nameless excitement.

Because she finally saw the legendary master today, she vaguely felt that from today on, the Chinese people would not have to shout slogans to protest.

"Well, mom, I will also be a hero like Aunt Zhao Yiman in the future!" The little girl seemed to remember the former residence of the martyr whom I visited a few days ago and said with great interest.

The woman did not answer the little girl, but murmured: "Before today, the age of heroes seems to have gone far away. What about today and after..."

Zhou Cheng didn't know what happened later, nor did he know that a little hero might have been born from then on, but he knew what he was going to do.

Walking through the familiar streets and passing through the vast crowd, Zhou Cheng felt that life was so pleasant. His excitement was not about the greatness he had in the past, but about how he could walk everywhere. In fact, walking around and looking around is also a kind of greatness.

Finally, I walked to the five-story building where the familiar winery branch was located. Zhou Feng was the office assistant, so naturally no one stopped him, so he pushed open the door of Manager Wang, the culprit!

With a "bang!", Manager Wang, who was holding Yu Jing and discussing some major issues in life, was frightened enough. He was furious in an instant and looked up to see who it was.

"You, you bastard! Zhou Cheng, you dare to hit the door. Now I announce that you have been fired by me! Security, security guard..." Manager Wang shouted with a stern look. The security guard came soon after hearing the news. Just as he was about to start, he heard Zhou Cheng speak.

"You bastard, I have been waiting for billions of years to come back to thank you!" Zhou Cheng laughed, but took out a piece of paper and threw it to Manager Wang, saying:

"In the name of Zhou Cheng, I wish you a blessing that will never be taken forever in this life, hahaha..." After saying that, he left, leaving Manager Wang with a face full of pigs.

Yu Jing reached out to catch the paper, opened the paper, and whispered in confusion:
Chapter completed!
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